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Li Tianhua secretly opened another bottle of red wine in the cabinet, leaned on the sofa and drank until midnight, and then he hiccupped, feeling a little drunk.

No way, besides being a photographer, his other hobby is tasting red wine.It's just that because I don't have money, I usually drink the ordinary kind.

But this time, there was actually a wine cabinet in the room he lived in, which contained a lot of high-end red wine.On the first night he could restrain himself from taking it, but on the second day he couldn't resist the temptation to sneak a bottle to drink.

The red wine is really good, and it has a sleep-promoting effect after drinking it, allowing him to sleep well at night without being troubled by evil spirits at all.So today he slipped back to his room early and opened a bottle eagerly.

But thinking of the tragedy of the deceased, he couldn't help but tremble.Originally, I thought that the things in the mausoleum were enough to cause headaches, but I didn't expect this unknown thing in the villa to be even more frightening.

In order to alleviate this fear, he drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

In fact, he usually drinks quite well, but this time he got drunk very quickly.However, he attributed this to the fact that the best red wine is always more mellow, which is why it caused this drunkenness.And if you're drunk, you don't have to feel the fear.

It's time to sleep...

He thought in a daze, stood up staggeringly and climbed onto the bed, wriggled like a bug, and burrowed into the bed.

Even though he was so drunk, he still didn't forget to take the camera by the bedside in his hand.The camera he was used to felt heavy, which calmed his disturbed mood a lot.

Thinking of the photos he took today, he blinked in a daze, and hypnotized himself: "Let's see it tomorrow, I'm really tired today...

Just when he was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard the subtle sound of Zhila Zhila.It is neither the sound of the rain outside the window nor the deafening ringing of the bell, but another sound that seems to sneak into the rain and the bell.

Even in the chaos, Li Tianhua felt the danger approaching, put down the camera in his hand, straightened up and looked around.

There are no figures on the sofa, beside the cabinet, or on the ceiling, and even the obstacle against the door of the house is nothing unusual.

and many more!

He was stunned, thinking that he was dazzled or dreaming, so he couldn't help but rubbed his eyes fiercely with his hands.

I saw that the matryoshka dolls on the table and in the cabinet had changed their faces. The original laughing and laughing expression, as if being poured with wax, all turned into colorful tears, slowly sliding down the chubby body.

what is this……

He felt a little creepy and wanted to scream, but because of the effect of alcohol, he felt that his tongue seemed to be robbed.

The dolls started to move, like tumblers, and began to shake their bodies, making a squeaky sound from their chubby bellies:

"Little baby, sweet baby;

Eat well and go to bed early;

It's dark outside and there are evil spirits,

It's right to sleep well! "

Repeated over and over again, the ear-piercing voice rushed towards Li Tianhua like a sea wave, causing him to roll on the bed with a splitting headache.

"Shh, the evil spirits are coming~"

With the last song, the room suddenly fell silent, but this not only did not give Li Tianhua the slightest sense of security, but also made him tremble violently.

He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't move because of the numbness of his legs and feet. He could only raise his head like a lamb to be slaughtered, and looked towards the wall.

I saw a black shadow slowly appearing on the wall as if it had been soaked in water, more than two meters high, wearing a black robe, just like the Grim Reaper depicted in the novel.

"Please...don't...kill me..."

At this time, he seemed to have no other choice but to beg for mercy.With tears streaming down his face, he squeezed out such a cowardly word from his throat, but he couldn't stop the evil spirit's footsteps.

He was picked up from the bed by the black shadow, and a few blades were picked in from under the skin on the back, causing him to kick his legs in pain.

Blood flowed from his mouth, struggling to get away from the black shadow, and calling for help before he died.

But the strength of the black shadow was too great, so he hung him lightly on the antlers nailed to the wall, and took a few steps back as if admiring his own work.

"Help……"

He cried out weakly, trying to save his life candle.

It's useless.

Large quantities of blood flowed down his back to his bare ankles, dripping onto the ground like the last elegy of his life.

The next morning, everyone was able to maintain a stable state of mind in the face of this tragedy. Perhaps they would become numb after watching too many cruel scenes, which is enough to show how adaptable people are.

But when everyone left one after another, wishing to catch the evil spirit out to save their lives, Song An noticed something was wrong.

The camera was smashed.

Of course, this is a seemingly insignificant clue. Everyone knows that Li Tianhua likes to place his camera the most, so it is understandable that it is broken at this time.

But Song An felt that this action was full of hints: first, there might be some clues hidden in the camera; second, this action of the evil spirit was too strange, it was more like a rational human being than a crazy ghost.

Song An picked up the camera, the lens was basically broken, and there was no response when the switch was pressed. The broken ones couldn't be broken any more.But when he opened the cover, he found that the memory card inside was intact.

He raised his eyebrows, took out the small black memory card, and clenched it tightly in his hand.

This evil spirit, heh...

When he returned to the room, he turned on the computer on the desk. It was not connected to the Internet, but other settings were fairly complete.

After the memory card is read, the photos inside are displayed one by one.I have to admit that Li Tianhua is indeed a bit talented in shooting.Just from these photos, people can feel the weirdness of this villa.

The strange time, complicated patterns, and strong shocking colors make this place not like a house for people to live in at all.

The evil spirit chooses to destroy the photo, which proves that there must be a secret that it does not want to be discovered.

Song An browsed frame by frame, trying to find the secret.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and after sitting for a long time, his lumbar spine began to ache faintly.

wait, this is...

Song An narrowed his eyes, enlarged one of the photos, and saw Li Qiubai in it.

It's just that Li Qiubai at this time doesn't look very old, he looks like a teenager at most, young and gloomy, not very lovable.He was standing next to Li Guofu and Li Zhener, but there was a considerable distance between them, and he didn't look close at all.

Song An was not surprised by the relationship between Li Qiubai and the owner of the house, but he found that this person was no longer in the photos in the next few years.

Did you go out to study?Or was kicked out of the house?

He was a little puzzled, and went back to the room on the third floor, looked through all the photos, and made sure that Li Qiubai did not appear in the photos three years later, so he frowned deeply.

It's really strange.

Song An was unwilling to give up this clue, so he took the photo and found Dai Lu.

Dai Lu was obviously tired of Li Qiubai's existence, almost the moment Song An mentioned it, the already tense eyebrows became more and more gloomy.

"He is the master's adopted son. He was originally adopted because the wife was unable to give birth, but he didn't expect to pick and choose him, but he developed a mental illness."

At the beginning, Mrs. Li was judged by the doctor to be unable to have children because of her frail body.In order to protect his beloved wife, Li Guofu simply adopted a boy in the orphanage and named him Li Qiubai, hoping that he could inherit the family business after a hundred years.

Everything was supposed to be beautiful, but a few years later, the wife became pregnant.When a child is about to be born in the family, the atmosphere changes suddenly.The master and wife were immersed in happiness, but the minds of the servants changed.

Obviously, after having a biological child, Li Qiubai's identity became much more embarrassing.

The forgotten Li Qiubai gradually became strange, and once even directly stabbed a servant with a knife.

When Dai Lu said this, she couldn't help covering her mouth and making a disgusted look: "More importantly, he kept smiling weirdly even though he did something wrong at the time, which is really unbearable."

Because of his outrageous behavior, the master took him to see a doctor, and he was diagnosed with hereditary mental illness.In order to prevent him from hurting others, he could only be temporarily locked up in room 404. Medicine and food were delivered to him every day to keep him resting.

Dai Lu said a bunch of bad things about Li Qiubai again, in her mind, this is probably a lunatic.But this lunatic is still living among them, like a terrifying existence, which may bring danger at any time.

"Fortunately, his life was not good. After a few years, he suddenly fell ill and jumped out of the room. At that time, he was out of breath. The master was kind, so he was buried in the name of the eldest son, which was considered safe. Such a fate."

Song An's heart stopped suddenly, and he almost thought he had heard it wrong, so he repeated after a while: "You said he was dead?"

Dai Lu nodded, and looked at him with some puzzlement, not understanding why the psychic's face suddenly looked so ugly.

"Dead, maybe a few years before Miss passed away. By the way, I'm still wondering, how do you know his name?"

Except for the old man in the villa, few people knew of Li Qiubai's existence.Coupled with various reasons, the traces left by him are very rare. How could an outsider like Song An, who has just been here for a few days, know his name?

Song An opened his mouth, but felt his throat was astringent, and he couldn't speak at all.

Li Qiubai is already dead!Then what he saw...

evil spirits!

He closed his eyes to calm down, then opened his eyes to look at Dai Lu, and said flatly: "I just learned about it from someone else by chance, and I was a little curious, so I asked a few more questions."

Dai Lu didn't doubt it either. After all, there are quite a few strange people in this villa, for example, the old man's former friend, Mr. Fang, who was talking all day long and didn't know what he was thinking.

She sneered and said, "If the evil spirit is him, I'm really not surprised at all. After all, with his neurotic character, I'm afraid he has already hated this family. Anyone who dares to enter and destroy his possessive desire for this place, They are all thorns in his eyes and thorns in his flesh."

Song An was noncommittal, so far there is no evidence to prove that the black shadow is Li Qiubai, and it is too early to make a conclusion.

"Thank you, your clue is very useful to me."

Dai Lu sighed and looked towards the window. There was only a piece of dark green there, and the sound of dripping rain could be faintly heard: "I just hope that these things can be over as soon as possible. Please, find the evil spirit quickly."

Song An nodded, put the photo away and put it in his pocket: "Don't worry, we will do our best."